#(I won't say why yet I'll leave that for a later post maybe but there is a reason he doesn't have a crown but has holes for the gems)

[xolborsaysstuff]

Lapidary!Simon: It's pride month, Betsy, you know what that means

Betty: What

L!Simon already walking away:

Betty: what do you want me to steal like

Betty: Gay gemstones

Betty: What

[ruggiezz]

— TAKE IT SLOW : twisted wonderland

[synopsis] you confide them about you self-harming and your scars - hurt /comfort

[characters] riddle, ruggie, kalim (part 1) / azul, floyd, jade (part 2) / jamil, silver (part 3)

[warnings] please do not read if this is a sensitive topic for you, this is meant to be for comfort, but it does mention blades, blood and scars that haven't healed yet

[extra] sorry if i haven't posted much lately, i'll try my best to keep posting regularly, i just haven't been feeling my best lately. i'll post another request later this month and the rest of the parts

★ RIDDLE ROSEHEARTS

He found out when he caught a glance at your scars. You were at Heartslabyul helping out with the preparations at an unbirthday party, and he happened to be nearby when he spotted them. Riddle immediately panics, thinking you were hurt by someone else in NRC.

Grabs you by the hand and takes you away to a secluded area, demanding an explanation. Don't get him wrong; he isn't angry at you; he's angry at whoever did this to you, telling you they will pay for hurting you.

Doesn't know what to say when you tell him about why those scars are there in the first place. He certainly wasn't expecting this, and he has never met anybody who did this either. When you start crying over his silence, he panics and hugs you, assuring you he isn't angry at you. Riddle feels awful; he doesn't know what to say, so he just hugs you while you pour your heart out. He held you by the hand for the rest of the unbirthday party, not leaving your side.

Riddle starts reading a lot of information about why this happened in the first place, wanting you to seek help. He spends a lot of time in the library researching and stays up reading websites offering advice.

He snaps at Ace when he makes fun of you (even if it's in a non-serious way), he gets really protective, wanting you to not feel alone. He also texts more now, asking you how you're feeling and checking up on you.

★ RUGGIE BUCCHI

He was staying the night in Ramshackle when you told him to wait for you a bit, since you needed to go to the bathroom. Ruggie didn't mean to snoop around, he swears, but he checked your bedside table's drawers to see if you kept a snack or something he could eat since he was hungry. He was expecting to find something like cookies or maybe a book you borrowed from the library, but he found a couple of blades and tissues with dried blood.

Ruggie immediately closes the drawer, freaking out over what he finds. He knows what's going on now; he can't find another reasonable explanation. He doesn't know how to confront you now; he feels guilty that he wasn't able to notice before. He's supposed to be dating you; how didn't he see this coming?

He finds the courage to ask you when you come out of the bathroom. You ask him why he looks pale and has his ears flattened, and he decides to make you sit down and then ask.

He tries his hardest not to cry when he sees the scars, but you tell him they are healed, so it isn't recent. Ruggie caresses them with his fingers, so you can feel a little comfort. He hugs you when you cry and doesn't leave your side until you feel a little bit better.

Since then, he has made sure to take time out of his scheduled duties to check on you. He also got rid of the blades or anything sharp, tossing them in the trash. He starts saving money to take you to a therapist on Sage's Island, but if you don't want to go, he won't force you either, but he's worried. Ruggie tells you to come to him if you feel bad, so he can lend an ear and comfort you. He's your boyfriend after all; he's meant to be with you in good and bad, he says.

★ KALIM AL-ASIM

Kalim texted you, asking you to come to Scarabia. He had a big surprise for you that he had been dying to show you the whole week.

He almost tackled you to the ground with all of the excitement he felt as he led you to his room. You were sitting on his bed, hugging one of his pillows that had those expensive silk covers, when he pulled an expensive outfit out of his closet that he bought for you.

Kalim gave it to you, bouncing on his toes, waiting for you to try it on. You looked at it for a while in silence, and he noticed your sad expression and asked what was wrong. Did he get the wrong size? Did you not like it?

You start crying while you tell him that you can't wear it because it shows your scars, and you show him what you meant. Kalim feels like his whole world came crashing down right at that moment. He cries when you tell him; he can't imagine how much pain you must have felt for you to recur to self-harm, and he hugs you while apologizing for not realizing before. You assure him it wasn't his fault, but he still kisses your tears away.

If he acted very clingy before, he is even more clingy now. He doesn't want you to feel unloved and wishes you knew how much you meant to him. Kalim asks you to please text him when you feel like hurting yourself so he can be there for you and distract you.

[anakinsgirlfriendreal]

Parts Of the Truth

masterlist

Chapter Eleven

Warnings: mature language, reader had a bit of a tumultuous childhood, reader is actually insane(not at all projecting). I wrote this chapter in light spirits to undo the wrong I did to you all the last time, I'm sorry😔. Also maybe some spelling errors (let's not talk about how I never ever proof read ever, just keep that to yourself)

Growing up you were always loved as a child, between your sister and yourself you weren't afraid to say that you were more favoured. You weren't rich at all but your mother always made sure you had everything you wanted. You'd say your life was perfect up until your father left. He had come home one night, drunk and heated, announcing that he was leaving your mother.

"I met someone else and I love her" he had said. You were young then, but the memory never left you. You remembered how torn up and shattered your mother was. You remembered how your sister lost her way after that, following friends and throwing her life away. How you'd sleep near your mom and listen to her soft crying. You also remembered she had told you to never be the woman to cause another woman such pain because 'you lose 'em how you get 'em.'

You recalled how some woman did to your family exactly what you did to Padme. You remembered how a few years later your mother had seen her in a grocery store, a little girl at her side and the ring your father took from your mother's finger and gave to her, nowhere in sight because he had done it again, he had found someone 'better' and she had lost him just how she got him.

In a way, you found it funny. The way history repeated itself was laughable, if you didn't laugh you'd for sure cry. You sat in the tub, back pressed to his chest as he kissed your shoulders, massaging your sides. You think back to the night he had told you he was leaving his wife. He was leaving her for you, or so he'd had you believe. The way he confessed his love for you and begged to be with you had you convinced even though you rejected him at the time you knew what you wanted. The way he had been focused on being nothing short of an excellent father to Darcy recently, had you believing that he was being honest. You'd convinced yourself- no lied to yourself that he only wanted you, a person simply couldn't make up the things he had told you. And yet as you contemplate the text on his phone you realized that you weren't special, mother of his child or not, you were another notch in his belt. A play thing that he would get tired of and trade for a newer model.

He nudges your shoulder, the water around you splashing slightly, "You okay? You spaced out on me."

You nodded, smiling as he washed the soap from your back.

You laid on your side, ears perked up as you listened to the faint sounds of his movement downstairs. He was making some quick snack, it was apparently a thing for men to get extremely hungry after sex. So once he'd helped you bathe and got you set and comfortable in bed he went to look after his own post-sex needs. As you laid there your mind was quieter than usual, focused on one train of thought instead of the fifty different tracks it normally ran. You couldn't believe your own stupidity, your mother always told you "No matter how many times a man says he will, he probably won't leave his wife and if he does, he'll eventually leave you too, you lose 'em how you get 'em."

You won't say you didn't expect this, subconsciously you probably did you just didn't expect it so soon. I mean literally minutes after you decide to be with him, now without the barriers of his marriage? Why did Padme have to be right.

His ringtone pierces the air and ceases when he answers, you creep closer to the bedroom door, opening it just enough so you can hear what he was saying.

"No she doesn't know" his voice is faint but you can make it out well.

"Kate, would you just trust that I know what I'm doing. I'll see you Friday. I love you too."

Your heart drops, jumping back into bed when you hear his footsteps ascend the stairs. Damn Kate, who is this Kate anyway, was he cheating on both you and Padme with Kate before, and now he's just cheating on you? Who the fuck is Kate?

You picked your own brain for answers, nobody at the company went by Kate that you knew, there were some Katherine's but they went by Kat you were pretty sure. He had no business associates nor business associates' wives who went by Kate, so who the hell is Kate? Where did she come from, and why was she ruining a relationship that you decided to properly commence an hour ago. You were so deep in thought now you hadn't even realized he was talking to you.

"Y/n? Seriously what's going on" he sat up, "Are you having second thoughts about this?"

Maybe, who's Kate?

"Look I know Friday's-"

Your brows furrow, Friday? As in 'our getaway' Friday?

"Did you say something about Friday?" You ask, lost.

He looked at you confused now, "Yes. Did you hear anything I just said?"

When he's met with silence he sighs, "what's the matter with you?"

"Why don't you ask Kate?" You roll over, turning your back to him.

"What?" He turns you over to face him again, and you just get out of bed.

"Did you forget? Should I jog your memory? 'Got Friday off, extra day for our getaway' winky face" you closed an eye and then scowled again.

"oh, I can explain that-"

"I'm sure you can, because you always have an explanation for everything. How do you keep up with your lies oh my God" you begin to rummage through your closet, putting on jeans, why you were preparing to leave your own house? You had no idea but you were too heated right now.

"Kate's my-"

You cut him off before he has time to lie again, "Your what? Your second side chick or is it third, I lost count since you sleep with half the fucking city! Oh don't tell me she has a kid for you too, you really just sow your royal oats anywhere, you bastard. You know Padme really dodged a bullet, cause you're such an ass. She's lucky she couldn't have kids because I can't believe that I have to know you FOREVER" your voice raised, you zipped your boots and pulled on your coat prepared to slam the door in his face but he stops you by holding you still.

"sister" he says.

"what?"

"Kate. She's my sister" he says again.

You feel so embarrassed, you had over thought yourself into pure insanity, it's official. You think for a moment, which you probably shouldn't be allowed to do ever again.

"You're lying. What sister texts her brother in that tone?"

"Tone? Texts have tones?" He laughs at you, "You're insane."

"I am not insane. Sisters don't text their brothers with that winky face emoji okay. That's what I text you when I send a pic of my lingerie or when we're gonna have sex later or something so I am not crazy. You're just a liar"

He sighs, he unlocks his phone, going into Kate's chat and handing it to you. You moved over to sit on the bed, scrolling as far back as you were able to.

"She's not my 'side chick' she's my sister" he says.

You scroll through the texts, your jaw hung slightly loose as you read through them. "Oh, someone really needs to teach this girl how to text, 'Dad's been riding her' winky face. Who even says that?"

He sits next you on the bed, "She's...odd."

You look at him, and you have to laugh at yourself, "Ani, I'm so sorry" you hugged him, "What's Friday?"

"Well, Thanksgiving's on Thursday but we're all working people, so everyone decided that we'd go up to my family's lake house for the weekend and celebrate then, and I thought it would be a good time for you to meet them."

You felt terrible, count on yourself to jump to conclusions.

"I thought since you and I were actually gonna do this thing for real, you know without me being married to someone else and all, it was time for you and Darcy to meet them. My mom's been going insane about having a grandchild and never meeting her" he continues.

"That's so sweet, well now I feel terrible. It's just, Padme said that if you cheated on her then you'll cheat on me too because it's a hard habit to break, and I just felt so stupid, when I saw that text I didn't think- I'm sorry."

He brushes stray hair from your face, "That marriage was a mistake. I told you that. Look I hate what I did to Padme...all those times but, she wasn't the one I wanted, you are. I remember when you first started working for me, and you sat in on one of my meetings. You were wearing slacks and a knitted sweater cause you said it went best with your shoes, and you called an engineer pretentious and asked if a kid drew his plan-"

"Oh Aaron, he fucking hates me" you chuckle.

"Yeah, he still asks if I'm gonna fire you soon. I remember because I knew in that moment, that you were who I wanted" he finished.

"what? You decided in that moment? When I wearing a sweater my mom made with her cat on it and slacks?" You laugh.

He nods, "I just knew. I knew everyday for a year until I asked you out and then you finally said yes" he takes your hand, "You're stubborn and headstrong, you jump to conclusions better than an Olympic athlete, you're dramatic and I want it all. You, your fifty personalities and our Darcy."

You shove his shoulder, trying to contain your blush, you were a grown woman and he had you blushing like a school girl. "It's actually fifty-one"

"But you know, uh given all the things you said earlier, I'm kinda having some doubts" he looks at you with a serious and unreadable expression.

Your face drops, until he breaks into a smile, "Maybe you can change my mind again if you get out of all these clothes" he gestures to your fully dressed figure. You totally forgot you were gonna storm out of your own place earlier just to make a point.

"Oh? Perhaps Mr. Skywalker would like a dance?" You stand pushing him back onto the bed.

"I'll make it rain baby" he kisses your lips.

Let's pretend he has living family members, because anything can happen in fanfiction!!😘

[uniquevoidflowers]

Hey not sure if you're still doing the send a character and a word promt thing but if you are how about Four and hairbrush

Sure thing!

Continuation of this post (I had no other ideas :P) :

Four watched as the captain brushed Legend's hair with a blue hairbrush and the vet didn't make any comments or anything. In fact his eyes were distant, and it was like he wasn't really present. Something soft in him told him to go and see if the veteran was okay. Four sighed. Maybe later, he told that soft part.

Legend and him weren't very close. It wasn't that they disliked each other, far from that, but they were never really close as they are with the rest of their brothers. How would Legend feel if Four tried to comfort him anyway? As he mulled over this the sailor nudged him with a contemplative look on his face. "Is the vet okay, do you think?"

"I don't know." Four answered truthfully. "What do you think?"

"Well, the vet never zones out like this. He's always pretty alert, listening to whatever's around him. I...don't think he's okay." Wind said.

"We'll see what happens then." Four said, shifting uncomfortably.

He did want to make sure Legend was okay. Close or not, they were at least friends and Four didn't want to watch him suffer in silence. The scenario that played in the smith's head was awkward and got nothing accomplished. What would he say? Legend was guarded, Four didn't know if he would be able to lower down the walls the vet had put up. "Your eyes are green now." Wind observed.

The smithy scoffed. "Okay."

The sailor snickered. "Sorry, that wasn't a complete thought. What I meant was, to ask you if they change based on your emotions."

"Sort of." Four replied, absently.

He didn't feel like explaining it right now. The sailor grumbled something under his breath. "Aaaand I'm done!" Warriors announced, loudly.

The vet continued to sit there and stare into the distance. The captain tapped his shoulder lightly. "Veteran? Ledge?"

The vet came back to, and scowled at the captain. "Hylia, you'd think for a Hero of Courage, you'd be more alert." Warriors said jokingly but Legend didn't respond.

"Speak for yourself, cap." Time called.

For some reason that made Legend's fists clench, and his eyes glimmer with sadness. Four bit his lip slightly.

"Are you done?" Legend asked quietly.

"Yeah, hair's all brushed and stuff. Remind me to wash your hair later." Warriors waved a hand around dismissively.

The veteran stood up and left, making some comment about going on a patrol. Four found himself listening to his heart and he said he was going to patrol with Legend. He caught up to Legend who's ears drooped. "Leave me alone."

Four was not surprised to hear the tears, thick in the vet's voice, yet it still made his heart ache. "Are you okay?" Four asked, a bit timidly.

Legend looked back, eyes widened slightly. "Oh...Four...?"

"You didn't answer my question."

The vet kicked a rock and turned his back on the smith. "Yeah, m'fine."

Bullshit.

"I won't tell the others...And you don't even have to tell me why...just don't lie."

"Fine." A deep breath. "I'm not okay, but I'll be better soon."

"You know, once I met this really stubborn old man. He uh, accompanied me on one of my quests." Four began, despite something in him telling him to stop.

"As stubborn as our old man?" Legend asked, with a smirk on his face.

Four laughed. "Oh no, way more stubborn if you can believe that. But um, he must've had a soft spot for me no matter how much he denied it."

"Past tense?" Legend said softly.

"Yeah. He's alive but, I can't see him anymore." Four gave a shrug. "Anyway, I always pushed myself to be more than I was, because I wanted to save Ze-Dot. He asked me how I was, and I said I was fine. He believed me for the first few times. I didn't address my problems and they grew worse. Until the old man assured me there was nothing wrong with not being okay. So, I told him everything, he called me an idiot and we worked things out.

Sorry that's not a very good explanation but what I'm saying is, it's okay not to be fine."

Legend hummed. "Thanks."

Four kept walking, eyes on the ground. "I mean it." Legend said. "It's...nice to hear."

The smith gave a nod. Legend drew in a deep breath. "And you know, there's not much I can do. It was a memory of someone I lost on my first adventure."

"Hug?" Four offered, because the soft part of him really wanted to hug Legend right now.

"I...sure." Legend let Four wrap his arms around him. Legend snorted. "You're really short. Dare I say, even smaller than Wind."

Four glared at him. "Say it again. I dare you."

The vet shrugged. "Nah. I'm good actually."

"That's what I thought." Four said.

The trees and bushes rustled behind them, a light breeze accompanying it. "30 rupees the captain's doing the champion's hair?" Legend smirked.

"...10. 30's way too much."

"25."

"20."

"Deal."

[pudding-parade]

@echoweaver

Figured I'd do this this way instead of adding to the comment pile. :) I should've made a separate post with my whining, but…meh. What's done is done.

But yeah, not so much "medical drama" as just…stuff. I had a liver transplant in September. I haven't specifically talked much about it here because...I don't know. I guess I thought if I didn't talk about it it would be less...I don't want to say "depressing," because I'm not depressed, and I don't want to conflate being temporarily down in the dumps with depression. Maybe "difficult" is the right word.

Anyway...I've needed a transplant for about 10 years, my original having been badly damaged by asymptomatic hepatitis C that I unknowingly had, until the damage started making me really sick. I probably originally contracted it from a blood transfusion I had in the 80s, before they tested donated blood for Hep C. Medication as well as a special diet and supplements helped with the symptoms of a failing liver for a while, but this past spring things started to go downhill more quickly and the meds, etc. weren't helping as much.

I had a matching living donor, a relative of my husband's, who wanted to do it and who was finally approved for it. (She'd been deemed too young before.) And I was at the point of, "Do it now or else you won't be healthy enough later to survive the surgery/recovery." So, I did it. And like I said, I know it will be good in the long run, but right now it just kind of sucks. (Though it is nice to be not quite so yellow. I actually have eye whites now, yay! And I look less like a character from The Simpsons. Also also, I can legitimately say that I'm part Mexican now. LOL )

I'll spare you/everyone the gorier details, but I spent almost three weeks (as opposed to the one-week-or-so that's normal for transplants) in the ICU due to rejection issues (which is why my immunosuppressant dose was very high), and then once finally released I was under a "no contact" rule. As in, no contact with anyone but my husband, who was also not allowed contact with other people or else he wouldn't be allowed contact with me. (Thank goodness DoorDash exists now or I don't know what we would have done for food.) The only time I could leave this place was to go directly to a car to be driven directly to a doctor's office where they have a special process/set-up for people in my situation, and it's just nuts. People who went batty during covid lockdowns had it easy compared to this.

So it's been….rough. I don't really care about not being able to see people so much, frankly, but I do not like being cooped up inside. My latent claustrophobia has become not-so-latent of late. At home, I can sit out on the deck or I can wander about or ride my horse for miles in the wilderness without seeing another soul, but not here in a city. Cities suck. If I'd had more time to arrange things I would've at least rented a place with a patio/balcony, but since it was very short-notice, what we have is the best we could get, and it's not very good.

The good news is it's getting better. My immunosuppressant dosages are being lowered and I have no signs of rejection yet, so… *fingers crossed* And I'm down to twice-a-week appointments instead of literally every weekday. So, as of this past Friday I'm now allowed incidental contact, which means I can walk the streets or be at outdoor venues if I stay away from people, especially children (because they go to day care/school and tend to carry all sorts of interesting illnesses), as much as possible, but I can't be indoors for long periods with lots of people, so no stores, movie theaters, restaurants, etc. But this is why we're considering a zoo trip tomorrow. My doctors probably would consider it more than "incidental contact," but at least it's outdoors, close by, and it shouldn't be too crowded since it's winter and the kids aren't out of school for Christmas yet. They also have wheelchair or scooter rentals, so I don't have to walk the whole thing, and I would just be happy to be out in an environment other than a doctor's office for a day. So, I'm pretty sure we're going to do it. Because fuck it.

But anyway. Yeah, I'm trying to be more active online. It was hard for a while because with a giant healing abdominal incision and bruised-up everything, sitting up for long periods of time was a no-go, but I'm doing much better on that front. I've actually been playing No Man's Sky more than Sims, just because it's a space exploration game that makes me feel more like I'm "out there" than Sims does. But, I'm also trying to get back into the simblr momentum. I want to get back to playing the Random Legacy I started, because I can post about that more easily than the weird-o saves I usually play. LOL It's just hard to feel motivated right now, I guess. But we'll get there.

And you know what? For a movie that's supposed to be a comedy, Lilo & Stitch makes me bawl my eyes out. And that scene that I quoted is the "worst" in that regard. But it's still one of my favorite movies. :)

[2sleepy4dis]

╰┈➤ ❝ Chain/OC Pairing! ❞

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° Warning! Long list of Chain/OC pairing ahead! Ahah!

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° Just a notice, the OCs do have a name I, however, just referred to them in this post with their title to make them recognizable easily! Next time, I'll post a little short fanfic individually 😊

Four/Seamtress

I make you guess to which I took the seamstress inspiration

Four and Seamstress met when they were children. Seamstress' family travels around the land and sells their fabrics, outfits and products.

Edited: Four and Seamstress before the Minish Cap event.

Four went to relax in the field after he helped his grandpa at the work, not bothering to change his torned clothes.

Seamstress saw him decided to help him.

During this, she found that he is the grandson of a blacksmith while Four got to see Seamstress' parents works (from clothes to jewelry).

There on forth, Seamstress always looked after the boy with green tunic whenever they visit Hyrule Town.

During the FourSword Adventure, Seamstress got targeted by Shadow because she's close to Four (to which I won't go in details now because I'm going to write a fanfic of it)

one of my favourite. why? because I'm into elf/gnome trope, except seamstress is not a gnome but she's taller than Four and I adore the idea of them being lovey-dovey. Four not minding to be lifted up by Seamstress and Seamstress sitting to lean on Four whenever she's tired.

Wholesome, loud, very supportive of each other. Seamstress loves watching Four smithing (helps him when she can). And also want to impress him with her works like little plushies that kinda reminds of Four the picori.

Warrior/Inventor

I got inspired by the sheika from botw!

Also one of my favourite but for different reason.

Inventor is a son of biiiiscuit— you gonna hate him. He boast and is cocky. Arrogant mf and only love his inventions.

Warrior wonders why Cia didn't targeted this dude yet

Inventor have many projects but sadly is more ahead of time so, much to his dismay, he gotta step back a bit so the things he invents can be properly used—

He is actually passionate about his work and tends to overwork himself.

I can't write much about Inventor since he still in w.i.p. but kinda have some scenarios about him and Warrior

I kinda imagine their trope to be idiot rivals to idiot friend to idiots who won't admit they now fallen for each other and historians will say they were good friends(TM)

Wind &Explorer

Platonic Childhood Friends!

I got inspired by Mido but this one is less mean lol

I like the idea of them going in adventures and playing around their island

Explorer is the one who mostly leads Wind back then but Wind comes up with the crazy idea they do!

Is also protective of Aryll!

Explorer, Wind and Aryll stargaze together and Explorer likes to keep books and charts about the sea and sky.

Explorer never got interested at the old folks story about the bero ("Let that ancient dude's soul rest in peace, for Goddesses' sake!" —Explorer, probably).

Maybe he do a little but lil' lad just want to explore the sea

But it's real business when Wind turns out to be that hero and was devastated. Not because it's true or envy. But because his friend is departing. Aryll got taken and the idea of his friends leaving and never to return again filled made him sorrow.

Still have faith in him tho and yelled at the ocean, sky and horizon to be kind to Wind or he gonna fight them—

Wind cheered him up by promising once he returns they gonna explore the sea together and teach him the ropes like once Explorer did to him

They spit swear!

Other ships that I have but don't have much yet

Twilight/Witch || Witch lives in the forest doing her daily witchy stuffs. Kinda imagine their dynamic to be shaky at first. Once they get to know each other, Witchy and Twilight would be a bit flirty to mess up each. At least try to. Because later they would just go with casual talk, wholesome and domestic dynamic. If one is at the home of another, they look like have lived together for years! Very lax and gremlincore aesthetic pair.

Wild/Historian || I've read somewhere that Wild is around 4"11 so I made Historian 4"6 lol. Came from family of historian who worked for the royal family. Historian is a bit shy but he looks up upon the champions, especially Wild. Pending whether to make Historian live in the past or present 💀

Legend/Bard || Their trope is that "Person A hates Person B's guts so they annoy B. But Person B thinks of Person A as a friend anyway". Don't have much yet but Bard came from a family of historian too who worked in the castle but preferred to travel the world. At time they visit Hyrule Castle, they and Fable have a cup of tea and tells story. May have invited Legend from time to time but some of them got turned down. Anyway, Legend and Bard have mutual respect to each other and has been on travel together when they bump to each other! They are very fluffy-angsty genre.

Hyrule/??? || I adore this dude but I can't help but to be totally unsure since I don't know a lot about him or his game. I'm doing more research

I don't have any for Sky and Time but if I have any it would be a platonic one ^^). For Sky, I was thinking about a mysterious person who resides in the land and raised by the kikwi dhsjdhqks

And for Time, a gerudo. He, Malon and the gerudo are a trio and have a platonic dynamic. Gerudo would protect this two with her life 😤😤

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That's it! That's all! For now!

I have some images made from picrew but they kinda don't have whay I have in mind soooo... I guess I'll just draw them as the next post! I found a cool brush!

[sweatandwoe]

[slams my minimum wage on the table in front of you]

If you're not swamped with enough writing Sweaty, a lil sumthin sumthin with Gomez!Terzo and Morticia!Reader would literally make my 2023

[hey my commission open post won't be out until later today]

Also I love the thought of just very happily married Terzo and goth wifey, so here ya go

tags: MDNI, Terzo x F!Reader, Married couple, Married life, Reader is goth, entire family is goth really, Suggestive, Fluff, Google translated English to Italian

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"Cara mia."

You glance into the mirror, seeing your husband at the door. A small smile graces your lips, while his gaze finds your own in the reflection. "I'm not done yet, love."

"Hai già un bell'aspetto da mangiare, mia cara." Terzo is moving quickly into the room. He gazes at your dress, a tight black number before his gaze slides over your exposed shoulders. Then he frowns. "Did I not leave you marks last night?"

"You did." You raise your lip pencil, to draw over the line while your husband watches. "I covered them up. Just for dinner."

The lack of noise from him has you pause, grabbing your bright red lipstick while you glance up at him. And you have to laugh because he's pouting. The Papa of the satanic church, pouting at you.

"I'll let you leave new ones tonight, amore."

"Oh, don't say that, Tesoro." It's a groan, while he descends. He takes your free hand in his own, thumb rubbing over your knuckles before he presses a kiss to it. "You know better than to speak like that before dinner."

Your lips curl when he places the next kiss on your covered wrist, slowly rising. "Perhaps if you're good, I'll let speak more to you like that while you have dessert."

Another groan at the crook at your elbow, his eyes lighting up. Both eyebrows raise, grinning when he pulls his mouth off of you. "I think date night is turning into my favorite new tradition."

"And why is that?"

He grins horribly wide, his mismatched eyes twinkling. "I love eating out."

You smile, giggling while your husband busies himself by kissing the parts you haven't carefully decorated in concealer. His hands roam over the dress and you haven't even risen from the vanity yet.

"Are you going to let me eat out tonight, cara mia?" Terzo's voice lowers, just enough for it to register in your ear. It has you recalling the way he growls on stage, deepening his voice. Another kiss to your neck this time, before he rises to your ear, nipping that before he speaks with that deeper tone. "Maybe I should do it while we're in the restaurant, si?" Fingers dip over your waist, and your back is pressed to your chair. "I'll drop my fork, crack a joke, and then I'll-"

"We're not going to make it to our dinner reservation if you keep talking, sweetie."

There's a smirk, digging against your ear that's sharper than any ceremonial knife. "Am I getting you worked up already?"

You pull away, and he releases his hold on you, hands falling to rest on your legs now. He's still smirking when you gaze at him, lipstick now on. "Let's hurry up and go eat, and then we can go home."

"And I can have my dessert?" Papa Emeritus the third stands fully, holding out his hands for you.

It's hard not to smile, to not give in to the charms you had caused your relationship to start in the first place. You take his hands in your own, rising to press a gentle kiss to his mouth, which he returns with just the same amount of pressure. With arms linked, you head out of the room, and you rest your head on his shoulder, finding it so easy to relax n his hold.

"And you can have your dessert, amore."

"Cara mia, seriously, you must stop that."

Your giggling could be heard echoing through the halls. You'd end up late to the dinner reservations, but you couldn't deny that Papa was much more manageable after he had gotten his dessert first.

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Hai già un bell'aspetto da mangiare, mia cara = You already look good enough to eat, my dear

[malachiexists13]

My first impression of the Ikemen Villains guys:

[Disclaimer: I know nothing about these characters asides from the descriptions shared around Tumblr. I probably won't play the game any time soon considering that its being first released in Japanese, so unless it later on gets released in English, I won't play. Also this post is partially a joke, don't take me too seriously.]

William Rex

He gives off a more "evil, avoid at all costs, worldwide disaster" vibe than Gilbert ever did. My first thought upon seeing him was, "omg- Vlad???" But then I read his description and thought, "ohhh. So Vlad, but evil. Like if Vlad and Motonari had a baby..."

Harrison Gray

First thought, "yo, Edgar, what are you doing here??" Like bro does look like Edgar, even his description screams Edgar to me. I've seen others compare him with Nokto, but I havent paid much attention to Nokto so maybe thats why I cant see it? Idk. But yeah, I guess since Ikerev is over, Edgar had to find a new profession :/

Liam Evans

Omg, look. Loki grew up, he's a big kid now!

Idk how to really react to this one? Like, ok, he's got the chesire cat curse or whatever, he looks a bit like Loki, ..and he's supposed to be sexy? I mean, I see the vibe they were going for. But if they try to shove that "drop-dead gorgeous" or "sexy ladies man" shit down our throats like they did with Yoshimoto and Shingen in Ikesen (could also probably find other examples in the other games..) then I might end up hating him.

ALSO HIS POSE AND SORTA HIS OUTFIT REMINDS ME OF YVES-

Elbert Greetia

Omg its Chevalier but if he was actually angsty. Or maybe it's just Lancelot.

Ok- so its mostly like the hair that screams both Lancelot and Chevalier to me. Its Lancelot's style but Chev's color. And the eyes could easily be a mix of both-

But he also kinda reminds me of Satan from Obey Me, with the whole "obsessively collects beautiful things and leaves them untidy in his room." That's literally Satan but with books, but Satan also likes beautiful things.

Alfons Slyvatica

Omg is that Sebastian Michaelis?? (Im sorry- Ive never even seen Black Butler, I'll go home now-)

Idk. Ive seen others compare him to like, Jean but evil. I look at him and see Sebastian Michaelis. Or maybe like, Kicho because of the hair. But then the line "With his consistent dishonesty, he teases you, but-" makes me think of, strangely, Mitsuhide?

Roger Barel

I've seen other compare him to Jin. I look at him and see Loid Forger. Which funny enough, his VA, Eguchi Takuya, also voices Loid Forger-

Its mostly the hair style, and the face, and the glasses- like if he was blonde, with blue (is it blue-? Or does Loid have green-?) eyes then he'd look even more like Loid. I cant really think of any ikemen series characters he reminds me of, at least not appearance. But with the part in his description that says "An egoist who seems rational and will go to any lengths for his own research." makes me think of Faust for some reason..

Jude Jazza

He doesnt immediately remind me of anyone. Ive seen comparisons to Clavis and Silvio, which kinda makes sense? I guess I could see it. The uhh "A twisted man, he has a promise he wants to fulfill and a sullen heart." at first made me think of Mitsuhide. But then I remembered the definition of sullen and that doesnt fit Mitsu. But I guess the having many enemies and being seen as a cold-blooded person who loves the despair and misfortune of others DOES fit Mitsuhide, at least on the surface. Idk. Im bad at analysis like this.

But also like- I share a birthday with this man. Like the exact same date, Dec. 13. So im gonna end up HATING him.

Ellis Twilight

His appearance doesnt really remind me of anyone right away. But his description of being somewhat disturbing yet kind and gentle to everyone, being strangely obsessed with other people's "Happiest Moments in Life" and the having a "love" that he wants to prove makes me think of Charles.

But like, the opposite. Because Charles wants someone to love him, while it seems like Ellis wants to prove his love to someone? So... Charles but emo.

Victor

So.. A lot of people speculate he's the one who put the curses on the others, because his own curse is scratched out. Like we cant read it. Some have compared him to Sariel, because he's like the guide in the game. But also uhh- sorta reminds me of Amon. Maybe its the long hair (probably is).

[pebblysand]

the end of act two

in my head, i was going to write a long post. one of those extended a/n-s i used to do, but i think my brain is too mushed, right now, too tired and wired, to say anything of value. maybe i'll do it later, or maybe you'll just send me lots of anons (we all know i love those) which will end up letting me tell you all the things i want to tell you.

for now, i just want to say: thank you. thank you for sticking with me, this past year. thank you for believing in this story. i feel like me posting this chapter, today, is definitely the end of something. not the end of the story yet (there are between five and seven chapters left), but the end of an act, at least.

castles has parts. acts. or maybe, eras, you know, a bit like taylor swift. there are: the early days, the 'blur', chapters one through seven. then, chapter eight. the pivot, the one that changes everything again. and now, nine through fifteen. the rise and fall of mia and harry. the trials, the slow and cumbersome process of adulting. the start of harry and ginny, too - for real.

i often get asked how far i am going to take this story. the answer is: the year 2027, in universe (hopefully, i will finish before then, irl). i can't say why because that would be much too spoilery, but i promise, i know. this obviously means that the pacing will be different, moving forward, though it will speed up gradually. the next chapter will cover a few months, then a year, then a few years. i have plans. you'll see.

before letting you read on, a word of warning. this chapter is long. like 18,000-words long. i struggled all week, wondering whether to cut or not to cut (that is always the question) but decided to just let it be long. first, because chapter eight is long, too, and sometimes things just need to be said. second because selfishly, as i don't know how many chapter i have left, leaving it like this gives me the option to late cut it if needed, if i end up landing on an uneven number, which would throw off the chapter titles thing. i hope you can forgive me.

this chapter is also a bit of a rollercoaster. there are scenes that make me cry. there is also, like, tooth-rotting fluff. it's strange. i hope you like it.

lastly, i also wanted to let you know that i'm going to be taking a break from this story. not forever, don't worry, but probably until march 2023. that means that, for a new chapter to actually come out, it'll probably be may, at the earliest. i think i'm leaving it in a satisfying place, though. a place in which you can probably wait. and if you don't want to, that's fine too. while this is not where the story ends in my head, you could decide it ends there for you. i promise, i won't resent you. i just have real life things going on, and have worked a lot lately, so i think i deserve the break. it doesn't mean that won't write/publish anything, it just means that castles will be on standby, for now. here, too, i hope you can forgive me.

thanks again for all the love, messages, comments, anons, and general support these past few months. i wouldn't have made it here without you. keep them coming, please, they always make my day.

lots of love,

jo

[deepautumncolors]

January Sucks

I feel like I'm always waiting for something in January. This is my least favorite month, so usually I'm just waiting for it to be over. But this is the second year in a row that I'm waiting for something other than that.

In 2023, only four days into the new year, the screen of my personal laptop cracked down in the bottom right corner and the hinge became unscrewed.

I had bought it almost two years before so the warranty had expired already, but they said I could reinstate it and then they would be able to fix it and cover any problems for the next two years. BUT, for some reason the new warranty would take 30 days to go through. So I waited and waited for it to be February 3rd. At least I could still use the laptop because everything still functioned normally, but I couldn't close it so I had to leave it open all the time. Anyway, so 30 days later I finally called them back. They sent me a box so I could ship it to them and get the screen replaced, and then I had to wait some more to get it back. Luckily it was only gone for a week, and it came back good as new.

THIS year, there's a lot going on. For one thing, I brought my car to the body shop on Monday to get the damage fixed from the storm we had last week and haven't heard back yet. Secondly, I'm looking forward to my vacation next week. But the one that's bothering me the most is that I'm waiting for my Instagram account to go back to normal.

On January 7th, I was having a lazy Sunday afternoon and I decided to see if I could get some more followers. I've found that a good way to do that is to follow other accounts who post similar content and like some of their posts so they notice you in their notifications, and sometimes they follow back. So I went on a spree of following a bunch of people and liking a bunch of their posts.

Well, apparently Instagram doesn't like that because it's considered suspicious behavior that makes them think you're a robot. Well, sheesh! How else is anyone supposed to get followers? If they thought I was doing something fishy, why didn’t they just give me one of those tests where you have to click on all the pictures of traffic lights or motorcycles so I could prove I’m a real person?

So now, every time I try to like someone's post or comment on it or follow an account, I get this message:

I looked it up and it sounds like my account is banned, but I can't figure out how long it's going to last. I've sent in several support requests, but they haven't responded to me. And when I go to look at the past reports I've submitted, it says there aren't any.

And when I go to the Violations area, it says there aren't any of those either.

It also doesn't even acknowledge the fact that I can't do things.

Instagram, I have one word for you: Lies.

I thought my ban would only last for one or two days - you know, maybe 24 or 48 hours? Every day I think, maybe it's over now, and I try to follow someone or like a post. But that stupid message keeps popping up, and it'll be two weeks tomorrow.

So, I'm pretty annoyed that I don't know how long this will be going on and that they won't give me any information. That's the vaguest message there could possibly be. "Try Again Later"? How much later? They didn't even tell me what I did wrong, I had to look it up on the internet to find out. If I knew what date it was going to end, I'd be able to stop wondering.

Oh, and when I make my posts and add a caption at the bottom, the captions don't show up. So it's just a post with no explanation under it. When my account works again eventually, I'll have to go back into each post and re-add them.

At least I got about 7 or 8 new followers that day.

[librathefangirl]

Love your fics btw 🥺❤️

But 🦈 and 🍬 for the ask game ❤️

Thank you!! 🥺❤️ And thank you for the ask too :)

(Also can I say that I'm impressed that I've gotten 7 emojis for this ask game now, but none have been duplicates)

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write?

Ooh. For nnt I gotta go with daytime Escanor and Diane. I just... don't really know how to handle those two.

I much more prefer writing wimpy night Escanor than arrogant day Escanor. Although both will show up in an upcoming fic of mine (day 21 of my Febuwhump series, whenever I get to that one). So, we'll see how that works out.

As for Diane, I don't know, I just struggle a lot with her character. Which is probably why I have never actually written from her perspective yet.

🍬 Do you write for multiple fandoms? If yes, what is your favorite fic of yours for each fandom?

I mean, technically yes? If we're looking at both my early fanfic days over on FF.net and my current ones on ao3, I've got 60 fics across 12 fandoms. Although, this year I've only posted fics for nnt. Which I don't mind actually, I haven't been this inspired to write since I started writing fanfic (for Lab Rats) back in 2016.

Only 5 of my written fandoms have more than 1 fic posted, so let's look at them, shall we? Going oldest to newest:

Lab Rats - Betrayal

I guess it would be cheating saying my entire A for Always fic, since it's my advent calendar fic and is thereby a collections of 24 fics? (Actually that advent calendar was fun to write, maybe I should do something like that for nnt this year?). So let's go with chapter 2: Betrayal. This one's actually a bit different from my usual stories. It's more of an introspection and deals with Chase's (canon) experiences of betrayal and the emotional impact these had (that was't explored in canon). Over 6 years later I'm still proud of this one.

Lab Rats: Elite Force - Her Baby Brother

This one's a set of three drabbles, showcasing Bree's relationship with her little brother during different stages of their lives. I like this one because writing drabbles is not always that easy, plus at the same time I managed to make them feel like three parts of the same story with a similar structure. (Not a story for people who don't like main character deaths.)

Glee - The Boy with the Christmas Sweaters

Okay, looking back at my Glee fics was actually kinda hard, because the ship I loved back then I can't stand anymore. But I do like this fic! It's a Samcedes fic based on a Christmas prompt. Just some fluff and humor (a rarity for me).

Stranger Things - Trust and Needles

I have a total of 3 ST fics. All of which less than 700 words. All of which Stoncy. This one's just fluffy ot3 shenanigans combined with Steve whump. It might leave a smile on your face (unless you don't like needles or stitching, then you won't like this fic).

The Seven Deadly Sins / Nanatsu no Taizai - Who'll Hug the Prince of Hell?

This one wasn't easy to choose. They're all so new and all so loved. I think I'll have to go with this one though. For starters, it's my first nnt fic, the start of a new era and all that. It also includes a lot of things I love to write about; Meliodas angst, the relationships between the Sins and Meliodas, Meliodas getting the love he deserves, Merlin knowing his whole story, Meliodas and Ban being Meliodas and Ban, King dealing with his feelings and actions towards Meliodas after the reveal. Also, who doesn't love a story where Meliodas gets hugged repeatedly? (I should make Mel get hugged more often)

Anyway. Here's the list for the ask game, if anyone else wanna send me something :)

[tuiyla]

Buffy s3 quick thoughts

Alright I simply must write out Buffy s3 thoughts before we go any further. Up to 3x08 right now.

The double Slayer of it all

This is something I for sure wanna do another post about and who knows how my feelings for about Faith evolve but I just wanna note that the double Slayer thing is super interesting and thus far they're not doing enough with the concept. Sure, Kendra and Faith are both foils to Buffy and they form a spectrum where Kendra was more reserved and organized but also more mechanical and less her own person than Buffy. And Faith is wilder, a loner, troubled kid who's overall more willing to dive in head first and embrace darker aspects which is dangerous no matter how cool she looks doing it. Compared to just one of them, Buffy might seem inadequate from certain aspects but compared to both she's balanced. And the show certainly does still treat her as the one true Slayer which is where my problems come in.

I'm going to go out on a limb and say we'll see a LOT more of the Buffy and Faith parallels and comparisons so I'm not going to lament the lack of that just yet. I do however feel like the existence of another Slayer should be treated more seriously in-universe. Not only should another Slayer be a constant reminder that Buffy died and came back but it should reshuffle her whole identity, hitherto shaped by being the Chosen One. She's now part of the Chosen Two and on the second second Slayer at that and it barely registers as an existential crisis? Couldn't be me. I'll elaborate on this later (if you'd like?) but yeah I just wish the show tapped into the enormous potential of this more. Also the Council?? And the Watchers?? Should not be as chill about this. But maybe there are upcoming things that prove they aren't.

And then there's how quickly Kendra as a Black woman was discarded and not really mourned at all beyond being a footnote in Buffy's really bad no good terrible day. She was a plot device to get the shitty day to be even shittier and replaced with Faith, a Slayer with a much larger role very quickly. And I just think that's not a great look for the show in terms of race. And the 1998 and "different time" card doesn't really fly. It is what it is.

The Scooby Gang and friendships/relationships

Okay first of all I think there's only been a Scooby reference once so far so I hope the fandom didn't stick with this term for two decades because of that one-off line. Second, and I don't even know why I'm getting started on this when I know I won't elaborate properly but they way people are way too quick to be harsh on Buffy bothers me. There are instances when I think she should get what the hell hero moments but my good 3x02 was painful to watch. I'm cutting Willow some slack because generally she's the best friend you could have and handles things way more maturely than the others do, all the while being adorable. But s3 is when I stop resisting being pissed off by Xander. Overall the series does seem aware when he's being an ass but not enough for my tastes and the vibe of 3x02 was way too "both sides were wrong" for my taste when really Buffy was way more justified in her hurt than any other character. I did appreciate Cordy standing up for her, but I also often feel like Cordy deserves better friends - certainly a better boyfriend - and frankly a show that threats her better. God only knows if that show will be Angel or not.

And not only friendships but the romance drama. Sure, it's expected but I can hardly believe anyone actually liked the Willow and Xander thing. Oz is alright but he's also kinda flat as a character and even being a werewolf doesn't give him much colour. Like I said, Cordy has always deserved better than Xander and though I feel like they'll inevitably get back together, I wish they wouldn't. Swear I had more thoughts on romances but they're largely frustrating so I'll leave it at that.

3x07 is always cursed

Actually I'm not done talking about Faith because I really need to talk about the lackluster writing of 3x07. I'm not mad that conflict is arising between Buffy and Faith, I'm mad that it's done poorly. Like I said it's such a rich potential for a juicy juicy dynamic and not only are they not utilizing it, they half-assed their big break of trust moment. Mrs. Post was way underdeveloped, along with Faith's ch actually. Because if only we spent more effort on establishing Faith as someone who's hard to trust and has issues and easily retreats into hurt and isolation I'd be a'ight it hurts to see but I get that she'd be sus of Buffy from now on. But we didn't. There were no real Faith focused moments between her introductory ep and 3x07. She gets offended when the Gang holds the Angel intervention without her but the baddie Watcher barely has to do anything to get Faith to act all stupid about it. The whole Xander scene and then immediately wanting to attack Angel, it just came out of nowhere and honestly made me feel like I missed a scene. It's not completely unreasonable for a Slayer to want to kill a vampire as notorious as Angel. After all, Kendra also left Angel for dead and that was before he went back to being Angelus. But this was just so... convoluted when it really didn't have to be.

This could have been the start of a really compelling arc that hurts me, personally, as someone who's ready to be baited by Fuffy - and for all I know, it might turn out to be delicious. But the initial conflict was so poorly executed and half-assed, and after the Angelus twist of season 2 I'm expecting better. If you can deliver that much of a gut punch with Buffy's bf you can do it with her gf, too. I dare BTVS to break my heart over Fuffy but ONLY if they do it right. Do it, you cowards, write me a tragedy.

And that was Buffy corner with tuiyla! Stay tuned for when we jump back in time and catch up on seasons 1 and 2.

[alto-tenure]

okay so: there are a decent amount of timber fics that pit Tim and Bernard against each other as enemies in some way. some variations of this include Bernard getting possessed, Tim as Joker Junior, or Bernard as a mob heir. but, you know, we are missing one scenario: evil gun Batman.

but this post is not about timber + evil gun batman!tim. this post is about the circumstances that it would take to get Tim to agree to being Batman in the first place, which are many because of our current set of characters. but first, let's discuss our theoretical worldstate.

1) Approximate ages

Tim is 24. Steph is 25, Cass and Jason are both ~26, Dick is like...31?, Duke is 22, and Damian is 18. I don't know how old Babs is in the current canon but we'll assume that she's, like, a couple years older than Dick. Helena Bertinelli (who will matter later in this) is between Dick and Barbara. Bruce is in his 40s and we'll just leave it at that.

2) Hero mantles

It's pretty much what you would expect, but I'll detail a couple things: Cass and Steph are still sharing Batgirl, but Babs has stopped the mantle entirely and is Oracle full-time, as she should be. Damian is still Robin but he's not happy about it and is on the verge of quitting to become someone else/leave Gotham/whatever. Tim is...it's complicated, okay? It's not that Tim doesn't want to be a vigilante. He definitely has a healthy civilian-vigilante life balance! I think right now he's not really patrolling formally, but he does do stuff for the vigilante network that Babs doesn't because she's busy with the Birds of Prey/non-Bat projects she's working on right now and can't keep track of vigilantes in Gotham who aren't the Bats. People like Xanthe, Helena, Claire (Gotham Girl), some non-Duke We Are Robin alumns, etc.

3) Other miscellaneous stuff

Kate is in the Bat-circle, but falls more under Tim's purview of "vigilantes operating out of Gotham who aren't really part of the Batfam" than under Bruce's purview of "Batfam leader". She's still Batwoman, though. Darcy Thomas is still friends with Tim and operating as Sparrow, but with an actual vigilante costume and not just a purple hoodie and a domino mask. Tim operates out of a larger version of the murder houseboat.

Okay, now: why is Tim Batman, again?

Tim does not want to be Batman. This is important. This is also preceded by a giant conga line of tragedies. For this to happen, Dick, Cass, and Bruce all either real-die or fake-die. I imagine Bruce is not really dead because he's not allowed to die. He just got lost in the multiverse because of a glitchy portal or something. Cass died in the line of fire trying to protect someone, because if she did try to dodge the bullets someone would die. Not sure about Dick yet. Maybe he had to fake his death again to go undercover. (Tim will absolutely call him an asshole for this.) The order of events is probably that Dick is the first one, then Bruce, then Cass. Cass ends up surviving the injury miraculously, but is in a coma/stuck in physical therapy/unable to do vigilante work. Damian is at a point in his character development where he no longer wants to be Batman. Helena does not want to do that again. Jason is like "fuck Batman we do not need Batman".

Duke asks if there's anyone else who's ever been Batman. Tim has flashbacks to Azbats. But then he does have a brainwave and attempts to reach Helena, but Babs says she's out on an important thing for the Birds of Prey and won't be back for a while. >:(

Nobody wants to be Batman, but Tim is exactly the kind of character who would do it anyways because Gotham needs a Batman. (Someone who is better read on Damian would be able to talk about how this impacts him, but I'm sure it would not be pretty, especially considering the character developments I've given him for this scenario. He does not want to be Robin anymore! He was already approaching that point when Bruce disappeared!)

[morisdann]

I just watched the 2nd episode of Castlevania: Nocturne and ran to write this post, cuz I really wanna share some thoughts and see if I can predict what's happening. And also I'd like to share my opinion on the characters, ofc.

So, beware of the spoilers ahead!

We'll start with the characters:

First up, the main hero, Richter Belmont: I don't like him. In a way he's annoying and too... pompous I'd say. Like there's too much pathos for 2 episodes and I feel like it's just his bare minimum. But he still got this tiny bit of Trevor's rizz, which makes him bearable. So I'd say 5/10. We'll see how he'll turn out, cuz I didn't really like Trevor Belmont either.

The second, Maria Renard. I love her. I didn't like her appearance much, but absolutely adore her personality. And I love that she calls Richter "a wanker". Also I like that she looks very innocent, but behaves like the last bitch to survive. Gods please let her be Richter's cousin, I will not survive that romance.

Then, Annette. I don't know if I like her yet. She she has a nice appearance, which I like, but she's very impulsive and a bit too pompous. I think she'll go great with Belmont boy, two idiots for the life.

Edouard and Jacque. Why both? BECAUSE I LIKE THEM BOTH VERY MUCH BUT SOMEONE DECIDED TO KILL THEM OFF. WHY DO THE CHARACTERS I LIKE THE MOST ALWAYS HAVE TO DIE THE FIRST??? I mean Edouard will most definitely exist for the majority of the series in his new appearance, cuz it was a very good monster design to just toss away... But still!!! My Jacques!! Why have a bbg appearance and then die?? Can he at least have some kind of role like Edouard?? Please??? Ugh, I know it won't happen. Fuck that. But 9/10 for them both. Jacques, you will be missed.

Tera Renard. I kinda like her, but she seems a bit too much of a saint. A bit boring to my taste tbh. I think she'll be Maria's trauma or smth like that. Either she's gonna be turned into a vampire just like her sister and Maria will have to kill her, or she'll be brutally murdered in front of her daughter. Also, Maria is weirdly similar to Tera's sister in appearance, so bonus points for the plot twist if she's actually not Tera's daughter, but a niece. Overall 7/10, for potential.

Abbot. The second I saw this man, I was like "hm, something is off about him" and the moment he opened his mouth I was "ah, so you are working with vampires" and at the end of the 2nd episode I just went "yep, told ya." I do like his design tho. Very dilf. Tho I don't like religion and being an Abbot makes him less attractive. He also seems like an arsehole, so 6/10.

On the vampire list I'll be talking only about one vampire, cuz all the others haven't had enough of screen time, so they'll have to wait.

So. Olrox. He looks hot. Like really really really hot. I maybe have a thing for murderous twinky vampires. Maybe. Also he's... ominous. He kinda gives off Alucard's vibes of a misunderstood guy who lost something/someone he loved, but not in a babygirl style. It's more maniacal style. Like he can have a redemption arc, but I doubt it. He's a bastard and I love it. Not a babygirl tho. But hot. Very hot. Bet he tastes like a handful of black pepper mixed with chilli flakes. 9/10 for being too mysterious and doing weird shit like leaving Richter alive saying "I'll kill you too. But not today". Why not?? That's illogical, my guy. The kid is dangerous! He is traumatized thanks to you and he's a descendant of a famous vampire hunting family, are you nuts?? Just kill the kid, you dork! It's save you a lot of trouble later, I promise. But whatever, ig...

And that's it for now. I'll update my thoughts later on, cuz for sure I'll have something to say

UPD, after ep 3: so Olrox is now 10/10. No I will not elaborate. Also I ship him with Mizrak. On that I also will not elaborate. The 3rd episode speaks for itself.

And also Edouard. I like him even more.

UPD, after ep 4: I'll just paste here the thoughts I had during the episode.

- Tera, girl, face it, the Abbot is a creep, he is helping vampire.

- I'm very fucking surprised that Richard is the reasonable one in the trio. Did not expect it from him. He gains an extra point for that. Still a pompous jerk tho.

- LMAO, GO GET SOME, OLROX!

- Mizrak, I'm so sorry to inform you, but there are many gods and you probably just got fucked by one of them.

- Orlox, your booty is very nice and delicious but it distracts me from the plot, please wear some pants.

- Bruh, some of the monsters are unnecessary sexy.

- What is going on between the Abbot and Tera?? Why'd he defend Maria?? Is he her...??

- You know what, I'd like to have the same amount of self-confidence and luck to think I can take a few higher vampires and then actually take 'em. In fight, ofc.

- Yeah, I definitely like that Aztec ancient relic called Olrox, the fucker is smooth

UPD, after ep 5: once again, these are my thoughts during watching.

- There's something wrong about Olrox, I can smell it. Can he walk in the sunlight?? Why is he playing a double game???

- Damn, Drolta, you're also a relic?? Wow.

- Bruh, I was right, that fuckshit of a priest is Maria's father. How unfortunate. Poor girl.

- Richter, dear, you eat the food that was bought for you by some rando in a tavern. It's a way to get kidnapped.

- Random old man in the tavern that bought Richter a dinner, do I know you from somewhere?? I think, you're supposed to be dead by now... But it could be that I'm mistaken.

- OH WAIT, IT'S NOT YOU, BUT YOUR DESCENDANT

UPD, after ep 6: my thoughts are

- Is it me or is this bbeg (big bad evil girl) is... bland? Like everything about her is bland. Oh you hate sun and shit, you want terror and be a tyrant, for everyone to kneel before you- blah-blab-blah. I'm unpressed. Your sidekick is cooler. She even looks bland. Why would an ancient vampire, who lived in Egypt be a fucking generic white bitch? Red hear? Why do you style it like Syndrome from the Incredibles?? Bruh, girl, 2/10. Carmilla was so much better.

- SOMEONE GIVE THAT BELMONT BOY A THERAPY VOUCHER, PLEASE

-AYO, MY ANCIENT BITCH IS GAY AF CONFIRMED??

- JACQUES!!! MY BABYGIRL, HE IS STILL THERE!!

- lmao, the Belmont grandpa is such a Belmont. Exactly like Trevor.

- Boy, what the fuck?? HUH?! DO I ACTUALLY LIKE HIM NOW??! Bruh, Richter Belmont 8/10 now, wow

UPD, after ep 7:

- I have a feeling that Olryx will kill that fake goddess.

- This vampiric Messiah starts to annoy me a bit too much. She's maniac.

- Maria, you stupid or what?? WHY'D YOU GO IN THERE?!

- Why in the fuck would Maria care about her father?? I don't believe it. She didn't know him, she resented him for hating the revolution, she cannot suddenly start to care for him. That's a plot hole.

UPD, after the last episode. Finally.

- you sure that Drolta is a vampire? She seems more like a demon to me.

- HEAD EMPTY, BRAIN NO THOUGHT, ALUCARD IS HERE

[violetsareblue-selfships]

Promise

Ship: Scaramouche x April | Word Count 1042 | Warnings/Tags: Death mention (like the concept - related to her being mortal).

A/N: Haha, get used to Scara being the main star of the fics I post for a bit since I've written a lot of him in the last month. I'll try to space it out some but he's all I've been writing *shrugs*. Hope you all enjoy! This is the fic that explains just why he's so sure she'll never betray him <3

A choked whimper splits the silence as Scaramouche shoots up in bed. The air feels suffocating, thick and hard to drag in a proper breath. The only small mercy is that he doesn't exactly need to breathe, but he's grown so used to it for appearance's sake that it feels bizarre to not be able to breathe properly.

His body feels shaky and he realizes with disgust that tears are streaming down his face. He swipes at his eyes angrily but the tears keep coming. His mind won't clear of the past memories his nightmare brought to the surface.

How weak is he to be brought to tears by things so long in the past. He thought he'd buried these feelings so deep within his mind that they'd have no hope of ever surfacing again. But even he is powerless against his subconscious.

A soft sob escapes him and he presses his hands over his mouth, silently cursing the way his body his reacting. He's so lost in his own thoughts, in past memories, that he doesn't realize that he's woken the other in the bed.

Arms wrap around his middle, the warmth of her body chasing away some of the shadows from his mind. Not enough to make him stop crying, but enough to make him realize where he is, or better yet, who he is with.

"Go back to sleep." His voice cracks with the order and April hums softly, pulling him gently up against her.

"I don't think I will." She murmurs. "I think you need me to stay awake."

Scaramouche grumbles softly in response, but he lets her move him until his face is buried in her neck, his body flush up against her. The tears fall faster at the way she sinks a hand into his hair and scratches gently over his scalp, her other hand rubbing soothing circles over his back.

"Now… I probably don't have to guess what that nightmare was about." She muses softly, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "But am I right in thinking it was about your past?"

Scaramouche sobs again, clutching her tighter. "And that's a yes…" April says, her heart breaking for him. She's never seen him this upset before. Even when he was telling her his past, he did it in a detached way.

"You're alright." She says, placing a few kisses to the top of his head. "You can cry it out. It's alright. You're safe here."

Scaramouche wants to scoff. Like he needs her permission to cry. He's the Balladeer, he never cries.

Yet, the permission feels soothing like a warm blanket has just been placed over him. Maybe it's this sense of safety he feels that has him uttering words he'd never say otherwise. How could a normal mortal reduce him to begging?

"Don't leave me."

"I won't. I'm right here." She says, misunderstanding what he truly means.

"Promise you'll never betray me… Like the others." The words are muffled, spoken into her neck as they are, but April hums as she realizes what he means.

"I promise." April says, continuing to stroke over his back softly. "You will never face a betrayal at my hand. I'll always be by your side."

This time, Scaramouche does scoff. "How can you promise that?" He asks. She's mortal. All mortals have to die someday. Sure, she can keep her promise in the time up until that inevitable end, but even she can't guarantee something like this.

"Because, my heart, I found a way around that pesky little detail." She says, laughing softly at how quickly he pulls his head up to look at her. He looks shocked, primarily, but there's a slight hint of hope that he clearly doesn't want to let himself feel. It's that hope that has her expression softening.

"Yes… I'll show you the source material on it later, so you may see for yourself that I'm not lying to you, but I found a bonding ritual. One that if done between an immortal and a mortal being will share that immortality with the mortal so long as the immortal is alive. There's a few other details to it, but that's the primary function of it."

Scaramouche feels at a loss for words. He'd had no idea such a thing could possibly exist. How did she manage to find it?

It doesn't matter. What matters is that if they did this, she'd be with him forever. Even time couldn't take her away from him.

April smiles softly at the stunned look to his eyes and she shifts one of her hands to cup his face. Her thumb brushes under his eye, brushing away the last remaining tears. "I'd be yours forever, Kuni. I told you, I'm never going to betray you."

"I think I'm starting to believe that." Scaramouche says softly. If she went through the trouble of researching and finding such a ritual, then she clearly wants to be with him. For hundreds or maybe even thousands of years.

"Now… why don't you snuggle close and go back to sleep?" She asks softly. "We'll talk details of when we do that ritual later. But you deserve some peaceful rest, my darling. I hope that being in my arms like this will chase away the rest of your nightmares."

Scaramouche nods slowly and sinks back down to bury his face in the crook of her neck. He almost doesn't think he'll be able to fall asleep with this new revelation, but as he lays there, listening to her heartbeat and the steady inhale and exhale of her breathing, he grows sleepy.

April begins to hum softly, some kind of lullaby that has him drifting closer and closer to dreamland. "I love you, Kuni…" She murmurs in between verses and he is barely awake enough to kiss her neck softly before he falls asleep in her arms.

She continues to hold him for a little while longer until she's certain that he's asleep before shutting her own eyes to do the same. They've still got work to do tomorrow, after all, so she needs to rest as well.

Neither of them has any more nightmares that night, only the sweetest of dreams.

[lvnarsapphic]

You reblog a lot of pretty art! Any tips for finding good art blogs? I’m not the best at curating my dash yet

I'm doing blogging well, I'm getting a good grade in Tumblr

But if you want a real answer, I'll give you one... Under the cut because I love to ramble about meta stuff and my particular methods of doing things. I hope you never have to read my lab reports.

Best way to find stuff you like is to dive into the tags of things you like and follow anyone who makes something you like on a semi-regular basis. Find out who they reblog from and who the original posters are and follow those people as well, given you like their vibe (more on this later). I generally avoid following the big repost accounts because they find their way onto my dash no matter what cause other people follow them and therefore anything I see has already gone through one filter of aesthetic appreciation.

The reblog function of Tumblr is core to your experience on the site and its best and most notable feature. That is why the entire site is built around this feature and updates that aren't uplifting or capitalizing on its use do extremely poorly (live, mart, and TV). I say this because the filter of the endless amount of stuff on Tumblr that reblogs from the people you follow, gives you the ability to shape your experience of this site. If you don't follow the right people to cultivate the kind of experience you want, or to see and talk to the people you enjoy, the site's appeal and functionally falls apart.

My initial method (as explained above) was to follow everyone and everything that remotely seemed within my areas of interest. I have since refined it to something I could (theoretically) plug into Excel if I was bored enough. This is possible for no reason other than I'm autistic, love to use Excel, make things into a definite process, and then excessively math something out (with some number fudging), more than I ever really needed to. I won't detail it here because it's a floating set of ideas in my head and not a hard and fast list of things I'm genuinely looking for. I will say that my prior following escapades from when I started out on Tumblr have made me reach a follow count of more than 3,000. However, within the last month and half, I've followed maybe two new blogs out of genuine interest, rather than a mutual recreating or having a side blog I had meant to follow for a while but forgot/didn't know about but should have. I mentioned the number fudging didn't I?

I kept this vague, of looking at the "vibe" of someone's blog, because it really is just based on your tastes and who you follow and who you want to follow. I will look through someone's blog for a long while before just clicking off, because I know I don't want to see more of their blog than the infrequent amount I see. I look through these blogs I half follow when someone I follow reblogs their stuff or if they're in my activity. I'll like some posts, reblog others, and then I'm off. If the vibes don't fit, I don't follow. You and I have different vibes despite you enjoying the art I post, as evident by the very act of sending this ask. This isn't a dig at you, nor is it saying I can guess your whole personality cause that would be idiotic. But, I don't imagine you were expecting this long of an answer, especially this late.

I'm glad you enjoy what I post though. I know I do. Half the time I spend on the app is spent going through my own posts and activity because I enjoy seeing what people liked which of my posts. I hope this was helpful in some manner to you. Maybe you will post the right stuff or reblog the right stuff from me that would make me follow you back. Actually, that isn't something worth striving for. Honestly, that sounds a little sad to hope some blogger you do not know follows you back. Though I kind of just thrust that want onto you, so I don't think that is representative of something you actually care about. Sorry that's a weird thing to leave on but I have nothing else to say.

Good luck blogging... I guess?